On My Own

Happiness is a state of mind (for the most part). You can wake up, decide you're done being miserable about all the bullshit life has to offer, realize that none of it really matters in the end, that none of it is what makes you a good person, that none of it is what life is all about, and just like that, your mood gets elevated just a bit.

I have a quite a bit of experience being a miserable, angry, depressed, "fuck the world" kind of person, I had my reasons, aaaaaand, I'm over it, I've been over it, there's no point to it, it doesn't fix anything, doesn't solve anything, and all it does is make you miserable and no fun to listen to or be around (although people did and do still find some of my rants humorous, and that always makes me happy).

Point of life is to live it, have a good time, don't do anything too stupid, stay healthy, live as long as possible, try to make some form of positive impact in the world and be good to the people around you cause in the end that's all that really matters. Other people matter, living things matter, you matter, all the other crap, just shut it off.

Miserable people who somehow feel they are superior to other people due to being miserable is beyond me. You do not have to be mindless to be happy, you can give a huge ass fuck about life and all that's in it (the good as well as the bad) and still maintain your sanity and there is nothing wrong with getting joy out of trivial insignificant things. If the dumb things that make you happy aren't hurting anyone or anything, then honestly, what's the problem? If anything, they're the more intelligent ones, they're the ones enjoying life while you sit there wallowing in your self-made despair. Ever heard the expression "stop and smell the roses". It is the little things that are good. Perhaps if you realized that you'd start on the path to feeling better. Don't go chasing waterfalls and all that nonsense.

Don't get mad at people because they want to announce their joy to the world, or belittle them. Being a depressed fuck doesn't mean you are "deeper" than others, or somehow more intelligent, or superior or whatever, it just means you are a depressed fuck. A depressed self absorbed fuck, cause if you weren't self absorbed you'd see that there are millions of people in the world who have it a lot worse than you, who suffer more than you, and yet, a lot of them still make the best of it and still try to do some good in one way or another instead of just lashing out at everyone.

If you want to be miserable, fine. If you somehow want to believe that your life is sooooooo much more horrible that everyone elses, fine. But then don't put those down who don't feel that way. Someone who says "Today is going to be awesome because I get to go to the beach with some people" isn't an idiot, moron, attention whore, someone trying to be oh so cool, etc. More than likely, it is just someone who truly is happy that today they get to go the beach with some people who's company they enjoy. You are not superior to them, you are no one to put their activities, thoughts, or feelings down. It's not their fault you're miserable, so fuck off.

What are you doing for the world? You drink, you smoke, you party, you whore yourself out, you are doing nothing productive for humanity, you act like the average college moron. So does the fact that you bitch about it all afterwards somehow make you less moronic than the person who states "Last night was sooooooooo awesome, I was soooooooo drunk". Drunk is drunk, partying is partying, being useless is being useless. If you think it's so idiotic, then don't do it yourself, I might have more respect for your thoughts then, but until that time occurs, my respect lies with the one who is actually doing something for the enjoyment of it and who then has a good, happy, enjoyable tale to tell afterwards. If the world and everyone in it is really making you soooooo miserable, then how bout you quit your whining and try to do something about it. Shit or get off the pot. If you're really that constipated, then shut the fuck up.

No one likes a hypocrite. You bitch that no one cares about you, bullshit, plenty of people care, but who do you care about? You bitch about people being attention whores, yet you could single handedly co-author the "Attention Whoring for Dummies" series. You claim that no one wants to hear people's trivial thoughts, or about how fabulous their life is, or about what "trivial, boring or mundane" thing they are doing today. Here's a news flash for you. Believe it or not, some people actually ARE interested in what the people they know or give two shits about are doing today or how they are feeling. Some people in this world actually do care about others around them and actually do find some form of happiness in knowing that those around them are feeling good or are having a good day. Just because you don't give a rat's ass about anyone doesn't mean no one else does. It's reading a bunch of angry, depressive, insultive bullshit that is getting old. If less and less people are giving a shit about you each day, it's because of you. You, yourself, your actions, your feelings, your way of interacting. Not because of society, not because of MTV or the Apple store, or that cute purse in the window, or what Brittney Spears wore today, not because of how many beers they drank last night, how many pills they swallowed or any of that nonsense. It is solely because of you.

Wake up, shut up and quit trying to bring everyone else down with you. I'm sorry you're miserable. You shouldn't be sorry for those that aren't. You are in complete control of your thought process. So fix it.

 The End.